Fumi Hamada fights all odds to free the soul of her twin sister, Kyoko, from limbo and become a top fighter in the World Combat championships. Not fully rated yet. First chapter is intro, but still enjoy.

My
name is Fumi Hamada and I am 18 years old. I live with my mum and
dad, who is the owner of this very gym. I also had a twin sister,
Kyoko, who lost her life in a tragic accident since we were both
eight years old. But through strange circumstances, she still haunts
my life.

A
young, good-looking pale woman made her way through the entrance of
the massive aforementioned gym that is managed by her father and
walked further down the big hallway past the usual exercise
mechanisms, turning to a corner that cannot be easily seen from the
entrance.

The
girl herself looked to be in great shape, wearing what a top and
shorts which were P.E. clothing in appearance.

Her
short and slick hair was dark brown with a white headband.

It
appears that she was holding a pair of cobalt-coloured boxing gloves.

Our
dad would wait until mum left for work before taking us both to an
event known as The Grand Fighting Championships, which was a sport
featuring the toughest, talented and strongest combatants that
specialize in many forms of fighting from Martial Arts to simple
Street-Fighting. Me and Kyoko were so fixated by this, that we
practiced the different art of fighting ourselves and one we both
made a promise among sisters.

The
promise was that we would both become the best fighters and win the
championships and if something should happen to one of us, the other
will carry on the promise and the greatest fighter around.

Fumi,
as the young woman was known as, fitted her pale hands into the
gloves was when she was sure they were on securely, she bashed them
together, feeling ready for what's about to happen.

Today,
it is boxing practice, but I won't take it out on a simple punch
bag. There is someone already in the gym with me, looking for a match
against me.

She
stared at the wall in front the marble-like wall in front of her,
seeing the enormous shining rays of the afternoon sun almost coating
it. She walked towards it until her full shadow comes into view.

There
she is now.

"Are
you ready to lose, Kyoko" Fumi taunted to the thing in her sight.

"The
question is, are you ready to lose, Fumi?" spoke the shadow, which
surprisingly moved by itself indepentily. Like if the shadow had a
life of its own.

Fumi
wasn't spooked by this at all. This encounter is one of many since
ten years ago after Kyoko's death and she was used to it.

Now,
she raised her fists in a ready boxing stance while giving out a
reply.

"Hell
no!"

The
shadow copied her stance; it too was ready to begin.

"All
right, let's start!"

She
is my shadow

My
sister

My
sparring partner

Immediately
Fumi lashed out with her left arm and the shadow side-stepped to the
right, later ducking a right-hand jab.

The
next left-hand blow did connect on the shadow, but it was already in
a boxer's typical blocking position with arms shielding the head
and face.

The
young woman continued to be on the offensive, each time her fists
striking the defense as if the shadow felt real.

Fumi
can see she was dominating as the black ghostly boxer was backing
off. However it stopped dead and lowered its defense, signaling it is
ready to fight back and hard.

But
Fumi was aware of this and just when the shadow thrust it s fists at
her, she shifted her head from left to right and back as her opponent
attempts to strike back with punches of its own.

Now
both fighters were attempting to land a punch on the other, but each
swipe alone only hitting air. The atmosphere alone was filled with
their competitiveness and determination to defeat the defeat the
other.

But
that soon was about to change.

Fumi
thought about landing a strong forward swipe which could claim her
victory, so she did it. But that move caused her to lose a little
balance, allowing the shadow to avoid that by stepping backwards.
Just then seeing she is vulnerable at the moment, it struck her in
the face with a strong upper punch.

To
the young fighting woman, that blow from the shadow felt as real as
being hit by a real boxer. And yet it did not bruise her face, but
left her momentarily dazed.

The
supernatural entity's body language, which made up for its
featureless face, seems to be giving off a hint of confidence and
quickly unleashed a hard jab onto the girl's unprotected stomach.

She
groaned at the impact, causing her to bend forwards open for another
attack.

It
was now time for the shadow to make the big finish, so with a mighty
uppercut, it hit home with Fumi's face again. Only this time, she
fell back to the ground, stunned and defeated.

The
shadowy victor, referred to as Kyoko, showed off her dominance in a
little leaping celebration

" Oh
Yeah!! I so rule!" gloated Kyoko, obviously bursting with pride,
which didn't last long as soon as she was calm and looked down at
her fallen opponent.

"Are
you OK, Fumi?"

A
slight nod was her answer from the woman.

For
Fumi, it was a good thing she was not knocked out cold. The last
punch can still be felt on her face, although no actual damage was
visible. She raised her right gloved hand up for getting-up
assistance from Kyoko, who gladly raised her living sister back to
her feet.

"That
was some workout there, sister." spoke Kyoko, rubbing and tapping
the girl on her left shoulder.

"Yes
it was." panted Fumi, showing a smile "But let's face it, I was
winning until I goofed up on that swing. If I never did that, you
would be the one hitting the floor."

The
shadowy sibling just shrugged. It's the beginning of another
friendly argument with egos clashing at the max.

"Sure,
whatever. Slugging it out with me will always give you a knuckle
sandwich in time for dinner."

The
bickering would have continued if an echoing voice didn't interrupt
them from outside the gym door .

"Fumi,
time to break for dinner now."

"I'll
be coming now, Mum!"

Fumi
slowly made her to the door with Kyoko posing as a proper shadow, so
not a soul will see that she's a whole lot more than just Fumi's
shadow.

It
is the bond the sisters had and their promise to each other that
allowed Fumi to be the only member of the Hamada family to be haunted
by the shadow form spectre of Kyoko since after her death.

It
is still debatable to Fumi whenever she should tell her parents about
Kyoko still being around. But it may or may not happen she more so
determined to fulfill the "unfinished" promise which kept Kyoko
from having eternal peace in the afterlife.

But
that would have to be worried another time. The promise that Fumi
would compete in and win the Grand Fighting Championships came first
to both their minds, as well the secret that is Fumi Hamada's
personal trainer and sparring partner is her own shadow.

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